Crossroads

Chapter 351

“Dominick, what the hell gives you the right to

Jock

-un like this?” me up

The room was roughly 300 square feet, without windows or a balcony, a completely sealed box. The center of the room was divided by a thick glass wall. Inside the high–density, bulletproof glass wall, Courney was like a caged animal, furiously pounding on the glass, shouting and cursing.

“Ms. Peterson, you’d better calm down and cooperate with us.

The guard’s voice, low and menacing, came from behind the alloy electronic door to the right of the glass wall.

“Go fuck yourself! Get me out of here, now!”

Courtney was frantic, kicking the glass with a deafening boom.

The whole space felt suffocating, making it impossible to think straight. The walls glowed an ominous red, adding to the sense of agitation and uncase. Courtney’s clothes were tom, her hair a mess, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She screamed with all her might, pounding her fists in frustration. “Dominick, what the hell are you trying to pull! You better watch your step, goddammit, or Ill kill your precious Stephaniel

“Let me out of here! What gives you the right to lock me up! Fuck, let me gor

“What reason do you think I have to detain you?” Dominick, sitting directly across from her, finally spoke, his face contorted in anger.

Courtney glared back, eyes blazing with rage. “You fucking monster! You’ll get what’s coming to you, you hear me? Dominick, don’t think you’re Invincible. Someone will take you down eventually

Her relentless rant didn’t faze him. He was simply growing tired of her.

“Gary is awake,” Dominick suddenly said

to

Courtney’s

Courtney seemed to give in, adjusting

she started laughing hysterically at his stern face, her laughter dripping with sarcasm. “What could the heir of the Wellington family possibly not know? You brought me here to interrogate me, and it turns out

more menacing as he listened

what happened to Stephanie, was it you?” he asked directly, his

abruptly stopped as she looked at him.

her clothes and adjusting her hair with a proud tilt of her chin. “So, it’s about Stephanie again,” she said with

narrowing her eyes, scrutinizing every subtle change in his facial expression Courtney knew that every time she mentioned

her usual calm composure and asked him, running her fingers through her long hair as she

anything to do

his question. Suddenly, she noticed a hint of panic hidden in the depths of his

as Dominick was starting to panic.

didn’t know Stephanie’s mother was the homewrecker who tore your family apart. Your dad almost divorced your mom, Mary, over that hussy Madison. And Mary took all her anger out on you Let’s face

opposite her, sizing him up. Dominick, the golden boy, was perfect, too perfect. The problem was that he was also cruel, secretive,

determined to see just how deep his secrets ran, a mocking smile playing on

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Chapter 351

little Dominick, only five years old at the time, chained like a dog and dragged around. But a five–year–old should remember what

her. His lips slightly parted as if words of

deep breath, he gritted his teeth and forced

one dared speak of the abducting

and the weather was exceptionally cold during the thaw, Dominick ran and ran, but the strides of a five–year–old could only carry him so far. The sounds of pursuit thundered behind him. Did

abductors. When the Wellingtons found him, his

the abducting and eventually. found the perpetrators, but they were

know that the mastermind behind his abduction was none other than his own mother.

spoke of it, and time buried it deep. His father eventually reconciled with his mother, who remained the dignified lady of the

was when he began to